I've been run downAnd I've been lied toAnd I don't know why, I let that mean woman make me out a foolShe took all my moneyWrecked my new carNow she's with one of my good time buddiesDrinkin' in some cross town bar

Sometimes I feelSometimes I feelOh like I've been tiedTo the whipping postWell tied to the whipping postOh tied to the whipping postGood lord I feel like I'm dyin'

My friends tell meThat I've been such a foolAnd I have to stand there and take it babyAll for lovin' youWell I drown myself in sorrowAs I look at what you've doneBut nothin' seems to changeThe bad times stay the sameAnd I, oh I can't run

Sometimes I feel, mmmmSometimes I feelLike I've been tiedTo the whipping postOh tied to the whipping postOh tied to the whipping postGood lord I feel like I'm dyin'Oh good lord I feel like I'm dyin'

Sometimes I feelLord sometimes I feelOh like I've been tiedTo the whipping postOh tied to the whipping postOh no tied to the whipping postGood lord I feel like I'm dyin'Oh good lord I feel like I'm dyin'